The Ballad of Michael Valentine

Michael plays with stars, (ah…) Soul sister won't you take a ride (ah…), in his car (ah…) Late to call, when you wanted to be all (ah…), Baby baby, don't be so shy (ah…), Rock children hold your heads up high (ah…), In the night, while I try (ah…), and tell the ballad of Valentine. You got it bad but you know it's true... I caught up with a friend in Dallas, We took a trip to New Orleans; Those black-eyed ladies won't say they're sorry. We finally caught a train to Memphis, Where everybody talks the same. Those blue suede babies all know my name, And I said hold tight, can't you see that it's hurting me? But I've got the buzz, like Marlon Brando. Michael Valentine, can't we unite? We ended up in North Dakota, although my heart's in Mexico. “mi pequeno bebe” “abrase los ojos” With your new suit and your black tie, hold on, You're just a gambling man and all proper like (new suit, black tie) I broke to the right, and I caught your eye, Shut your mouth, and wave goodbye, tonight. I ain't gonna let you rain on this parade. And I said hold tight, can't you see that it's hurting me? But I've got the buzz, like Marlon Brando. Straight faced with misery, tonight, And I will not lie when I said I ain't cold no more. But I've got the buzz, like Greta Garbo, walking forward to the sun And I've got a coat tale left to ride Well uh oh, I know he's gonna be there tonight.